Spike Lee makes one of his worst films with this sorry attempt at a war movie. Four African-American soldiers fighting in Italy help a small boy and lug a statue head around, all the while fulfilling numerous genre clichés. This movie has an awful soundtrack from Terence Blanchard; his work here is unbelievably distracting, appallingly bad stuff. While Lee obviously set out to show the mistreatment of African-American soldiers in World War II, he winds up trafficking in the sort of stereotypes he often bemoans. Theres not an original idea in this picture, and with the exception of one effective, yet preposterous moment in a Southern ice cream shop, all of the scenes fall flat. This is a major misstep by a good director.
ByBob Grimm